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Fiery Eyes |
4/18/2003
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Your eyes left an impression upon my face. There's nothing left for me to see. I've gone as blind as a bat and I like it. Brings me back to my dreams, this feeling of love. Forgetting often not everything that I know. I steal your heart and it fills my essence. Harvester of fields, I reap and I work, my hard calloused body crying with pain. When ripped apart I know not what I can see. I see not what I know and I want to be with you. Long live the rain falling from the sky. Until the sun may come out and join the moon in respective unison. I may not live forever but my words will surpass my glory.
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